Top 3 things to do in Mombasa.
Mombasa is a melting pot of cultures. Plus, there’s a chilled out, coastal groove to the place that is hugely appealing. It hums with a welcoming energy, and in a sense; art is everywhere. It’s in the way the street vendors cut out their fruit or prepare fresh coconuts for consumption. It’s in the different Kiswahili sayings or proverbs adorning the colourful Khangas the African women wear. It’s in the way the Muslim call to prayer sounds as the day fades into night, and the night into day. Hearing this call awakens a spirit which can unite a westernized mentality with the East African soul.
Here’s my pick at the top 5 things to do in Mombasa:
Watch a Sunrise/Sunset
No doubt, Africa is home to some of the most gorgeous beaches in the world. On the beaches of Mombasa , there is a soft amber glow onto the surface of the ocean every time the sun rises or sets, creating a real breath-taking display of radiant colours.
Go Resort Hopping
Ocean front resorts and villas in both the North and South Coast lie alongside each other on a long stretch of white sand along the coast. Some of the Hotels have beach bars with different themes and vibes.
Spend some time at the Old Fort
From the open promenade at the Fort’s entrance, you get a glimpse of what Mombasa once was. The Old Town peeks from around a corner. It’s truly quite special and reminiscent of Zanzibar’s old town if you’ve ever been there. The small narrow streets, the mix between Arab, Indian, African and Portuguese culture.
The old Fort houses the oldest hotel in East Africa and features Swahili doors with carvings over 400 years old.
Street Food by the Lighthouse on Mama Ngina Drive
For the last forty years, hundreds of locals in Mombasa, Kenya have gathered in the city’s lighthouse pier area on evening. It is a place to socialize for young and old alike, who meet to enjoy street food which reflects Kenya’s historic blend of African and Asian cultures. One favourite is deep-fried cassava chips, flavoured with lime and chilli – usually washed down by coconut water. It’s an eclectic mix of where Mombasa’s residents feel most at home.
When I think of Mombasa, my mind then shifts to kids in the water, playing on rickety old dhows that float about ten meters off the beach. Other people are taking camel rides, on sand as white as snow. I think of life as one big African proverb, as my Swahili comes back to life in the land of its creation. Thoughts wind through my mind, revisiting conversations as seamlessly as I’d sip on a coconut bought from a beach-side cart through a straw. I think of people warm and friendly (although there are those skilled at extorting tourists for cash), not at all concerned by the presence of strangers in their enclave.